For people who are trying to find their happiness in all sorts of places

For people who are trying to find their happiness in all sorts of places

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you sat in front of your homey tombstone, decorated by tears of the departed, the departing, and the newly born, we are young in body but old in soul, whisked about and away by whiskey and the sunlight, sun-dripped on milk in glass translucent as the second coming, but deception, long as round-the-earth flight, slithers under your welcoming bed, it rocks and asks for conformity, rocks and asks for stillness, asks for silence, asks for more, asks to be wed, asks for a lore you were born radiant but duller and duller you become as the hallways that ushered your caretakers, your future, ice ...Read more

Dogma

Dogma

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we sleep like saints, be like saints day and day in our by and byes it gets old– me missing you, you not biting purposely i pretty much only pertinently beseech myself now only believe the ones that have little to do with me, and a lot to do with you, substrates of you, and all the particulars we are, refined as the twin souls we prune people are synchronized storms some times people are humid as vision quests in decline am in a dizzy fashion, our anthems go hand in hand now, we are into lowbrow love now, keep-your-hand-under-my-sweater-kind-of-weather love now never ought to nev ...Read more

Travels Uno

Travels Uno

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Down at the marina I marveled at men surprised by fish So I asked their youngest Why He stared at me, the fool, and said "Mister, just because there's water There isn't always Life" ...Read more

Travels Nuwebe

Travels Nuwebe

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Look at all these relationships I've Ruined just so I have something To write about I have my books, yes People, no Prolific writer of shame and love and everything in between and everything beyond Dodging from getting sued I promised my heart To everyone whose kisses Full of gloom, full of promise But I leave Ruins, ruins, beau butterflies, prisms By arms of the city Have you ever felt like you had Loved everybody already And everybody's Ran out of love to give Nevermind, Neverland I'll find Another you Or I'll find You again Trace your very Roots in this here ground an ...Read more

A peregrine has no home

A peregrine has no home

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I am lover left unamazed Had I not just hovered miles, heading Heart-first into night To quell my search for injustice I Bred within myself O', I will be okay, but perhaps not This week, perhaps have I not Floated on too long that ground already Feels absent, and in my heathened Hardened, halt-adjacent memoir in its current making I can forego into closing of a book unrivaled, unread, the taste of Pages on Someones' lips I shimmy into roads, the chimney of sorrowful Bountiene Frank, will I be luckier the next try? Or would I Be (more or just) as excited, again, to decamp Guess I ...Read more

How Many Bottles

How Many Bottles

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Ace was keeping score His friends didn't know it, but he was keeping score He doesn't know himself, doesn't know his loved ones Doesn't get to know the world revolving around him when he's parked He's the getaway vehicle to the getaway beach Left on the street overlooking the ocean and the sun Distanced from all the joyous commotions between him and his peers, the embracing warmth of the sand As Bethany and Brent and Brenda smile and sip in margaritas He's the odd fourth wheel in a group of strong personalities Him, the quiet Him, the weakest Him, the one who makes sentimental call ...Read more

Ethan Lesley, Ethan Anarchy

How Many Bottles

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Ace was keeping score His friends didn't know it, but he was keeping score He doesn't know himself, doesn't know his loved ones Doesn't get to know the world revolving around him when he's parked He's the getaway vehicle to the getaway beach Left on the street overlooking the ocean and the sun Distanced from all the joyous commotions between him and his peers, the embracing warmth of the sand As Bethany and Brent and Brenda smile and sip in margaritas He's the odd fourth wheel in a group of strong personalities Him, the quiet Him, the weakest Him, the one who makes sentimental ca ...Read more

Poetry

Poetry

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Poetry Language exists not to be policed, but to have fun with as one lives – Life In the Infinite Foreword A collection of all the prose and poems I've decided to announce ahead of schedule and/or publish. Works ongoing. Click here for the poetry tag search. td.optioners { -moz-transition: all ease 0.05s; -o-transition: all ease 0.05s; -ms-transition: all ease 0.05s; transition: all ease 0.05s; cursor: pointer; } td.optioners:hover {background: #74cbc8 !important; color: #FFF !important; -webkit-transition: all ease 0.05s;} 1 2 3 4 5 GET PAPERBAC ...Read more

 
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